#meat wrap

[sweety-li]

#PVC Film # food wrap #wholesale

#meat wrap #vegetables wrap #fruit wrap

[noranb]

bbq with team japan!!

[deadshadowcreature]

Redesigning Ink Nezha 🖋🪷

[hogoflight]

when Artemis and Apollo enter a heated (siblings being siblings) argument, they get loud enough and also get pissy enough one turns into a husky and starts screaming.

Artemis: -Apollo, I’m TELLING you, HE’S GOING TO BREAK YOUR HEART!

Apollo: WHAT WOULD YOU KNOW? TELL ME WHAT YOU KNOW ABOUT HIM. RIGHT NOW.

Artemis: AT LEAST I WON’T COME HOME WAILING ABOUT SOME GUY LIKE A. LIKE A UM. LOSER!!!

Apollo: WELL AT LEAST MOTHER LOVES ME MORE!!! LOSER!!!

Artemis, turning into a husky: AWWWOÖEÊĘOOÖÄAAAÆÆÄÂAAAOOOOŒŒÖOOOAAAAA

Apollo, turning into a husky in response: AAARRRRAARAÜUUUUÛUUOÖÖÀAAÁGHGHÀAA

[verysmallcyborg]

finished another upscale (AND mashup), as a treat........ you understand my vision

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 112

Jaskier is like any other harpy, in his own humble opinion, except perhaps, Jaskier was a much better singer. He had a lovely voice. He was the best singing harpy around, in his opinion. Jaskier finds a tasty meal one day. Fresh flesh, and he partakes in the feast. He's shocked nearly into an early moult when a large lumbering figure of a man prowls toward him, with beautiful white hair, though sadly no feathers.

Jaskier likes admiring the man, and tells the man as such. The man sighs, but Jaskier caught a smirk, Jaskier knows what he saw. "I'm afraid I'm here for your meal." Jaskier huffs and flaps his wings with annoyance. A pity the sexy man was taking his food. The man takes his meal and goes to walk away, but pauses, and rips off a leg of the beast, throwing it to Jaskier. Jaskier catches it in his talons, and sings as he flutters about in the air. What a lovely, kind, perfect, beautiful man! Jaskier decides to follow after him. Perhaps he'll get more food, and more smirks that way! Surely the beautiful man wouldn't possibly mind.

[daily-deliciousness]

Prosciutto wrapped chicken asparagus

[systimming]

⭐ - lunchbox prep

[gmanmedias]

❤️ ❤️ ❤️

💚 💚 💚

🤍 🤍 🤍

9: Your favorite food: Dolmas!!! Aka stuffed grape leaves :> my family's Lebanese and i ate these a TON growing up. feat hummus as well cause thats another comfort food for me.

[soft--dogs]

now this is the true meaning of christmas. a dog laying in a pile of giant meat plushies. this is what it's all about folks

[hollowtones]

holly you ever try foods from brazil? i saw you say like 'id probably like fried dough foods from any culture' and im thinking of our coxinha and pastel (im away from home and sooo hungry)

Not that I'm aware of! I know I've had some stuff that was described to me as nebulously-South-American, so I'm not sure. I just looked up coxinha and that shit sounds phenomenal though. Need her expeditiously...

[imflyingfish]

Knowing that its good to eat something proper verses the urge to be lazy and eat cheeae wra- holy shit its dungeon meshi thurzdayc. Well now that goes against the second argument

[landwriter]

2!

Hounds of Love by The Futureheads. Oh! What a gem!! I first loved this song when I was a wee bab and rediscovered it this past summer. It, along with all my top songs, was on a summer driving playlist which is why it is so insanely high haha. There's a sort of lovely pastoral wildness to this and I think that suits our lads so well.

An outdoorsy AU with competence kink out the wazoo, where Dream is a bird specialist at a wildlife rehabilitative centre, who becomes a minor TikTok celebrity (much to his enormous apathy) when the centre starts doing interpretive meet-birds events and the internet falls in love with this dour hottie who only smiles when he's talking about birds (Matthew, naturally, runs the account). Hob is a hunter - bow, mostly - who is regrettably very on TikTok, very on all social media - he hates the term but he is unquestionably an 'influencer'. He just likes sharing his knowledge and passion, alright? And the gear sponsorships are nice.

He sees Dream, and sees, mostly, a really great collab opportunity, so he messages him, and Dream (who is Matthew, and just shouted HOB FUCKING GADLING? IN MY DMs? at his phone when he got the message, immediately sets up a meeting at the centre. Then he breaks the news to Dream, specifically when Dream is holding Jessamy, so he can't be murdered.)

Dream, of course, expects Hob to be some like, swaggering font of red-blooded machismo talking points, and suspects Hob is only popular because he looks like an advertisement in Outdoor Living. (Matthew showed him pictures.) He disregards Matthew, who says Hob is actually super cool, because Matthew has terrible taste and would be the first to admit it. But his interest is piqued when Lucienne also knows who Hob is. It turns out Hob is deeply involved in nature and wildlife conservancy. Gives talks at schools. Gets involved with land protection initiatives. Teaches orienteering to youth. But everyone seems to expect him to hate Hob, which he would find faintly insulting except that he also expects himself to hate Hob. He doesn't. Not that much. Even when he shows up in a plaid shirt that is made of 'technical' fabric, because he's smart and excited to talk to Dream about birds, has an encyclopedic knowledge of the history of falconry, and most importantly, Jessamy takes to him immediately.

They run into each other again at a renaissance fair, another thing Dream hates but has been strong-armed into doing, and so they are both dressed in very silly clothes when it happens: the first time Hob watches Dream demonstrate falconry, the first time Dream watches Hob use a longbow made from a yew tree he fell himself, the first time they go from a wary sort of respect for one another to a wanting.

Dream, who has a recurring fantasy about running away from it all, listens to Hob tell tracking stories and thinks, If I went into the woods, you would find me. But he doesn't want to run from Hob - except sometimes, when he sees Hob chew on his lip consideringly before giving a thoughtful answer about the guiding industry, or when Hob grins wildly at the crowd after his archery demonstration, and most of all, when Hob phones him out of the blue one day - he doesn't text, he phones - sounding a little breathless with excitement, and asks Dream if he wants to come with him for a week in the mountains, on "probably a wild goose chase" and promises "all sorts of birds if nothing else." (Hob had meant to only share the news with Dream. Fuck, he thinks. I am so fucked.)

He says yes, for the birds, of course, and tells Matthew the next time he's at the centre.

"So what's the wild goose chase?" asks Matthew.

Dream plumbs his memory of the phone call and says, "Hob told me he received a bighorn sheep tag." Matthew gapes at him.

"Holy shit," says Matthew. "He's in love with you."

"He is certainly not."

"Uh, no, respectfully boss, he 'certainly' is. Lucienne!" he shouts, "Hob invited Dream to come out on his Dall sheep tag. What the fuck, right?"

Lucienne comes in and raises her eyebrows. "Oh dear," she says. She's smiling.

"What," says Dream. "It's a sheep. I don't understand."

Lucienne and Matthew exchange a glance.

"Him. I cannot believe Hob chose him," says Matthew.

"Love works in mysterious ways," says Lucienne.

"I am right here," says Dream.

Matthew turns to him, "Have fun in Alberta," he says.

this would ft. nights of wild stars, rugged terrain, type ii fun, sexual tension around a campfire, homoerotic form checks, tent sharing, dream glassing beautiful birds with hob's $3000 binoculars while hob stares at him in abject adoration, dream watching hob strip off his clothes and jump into an alpine lake, and refusing to join him out of pretended prudishness when it's really because he's suddenly so hard it hurts, camp coffee, confessions about themselves instead of confessions about their feelings for each other, sore muscles for a VARIETY of reasons, and lots of allegories about wildness and taming and running away from things, and SO MUCH COMPETENCE KINK, friends. so much. i would probably write it like - act one them leading their separate lives, their desires and aches etc., act two - meetcute and circling one another, act three - The Trip. this one has a very happy ending i can tell

[daily-deliciousness]

Bacon wrapped filet mignon with shrimp